Walking down the memory lane...

Getting on terms with life was not an easy task, each step ahead was like a run on the treadmill... your efforts were high but you never moved on. Life became crazier each day. With people around you clinging on to the paths of the rat race, you had no option but to be a part of it. Yes... society at some point in time played a pivotal role in my life. Pre approval and appreciation became a must .. even from people who had little or no value in my life.. whose contributions lead me to miseries. Unfortunately, I kept on meeting expectations. The rebellion within me rose.. I realised what I wanted... I took my decisions... Today I am not with a world leader... maybe not impacting lives as a corporate mission... today I am leading my life and am happy... my mission for my life is not lead by a company’s mission... I am not contributing to the economy of an organization... my work for all charitable works are causes that I really believe in... I am no more awarded as the top performer... neither an ambassador for things that I strived for some five years back... yes... I am in peace with myself! I am not like a few of my friends and family whose lives are lead by someone else dictating a lifetime of endless achievements and predefined paths.. I make my day the way I want to... I have no possessions, I don’t believe in any, the universe is a free space.. By the grace of God, I have a decent roof over my head.. though I don’t possess it, but neither does my landlord... I don’t have a four wheeler about which I am worried for the insurance and well being and jealous of my friend’s new Merc... My smile does not drop at slow ambassadors, it remains the same for both slow pacing cars and race cars...

I am on the path of detachment!

At the age of 25, when people started their careers and though about lives, I already had a career and two kids to look after single handedly. I realised later on that I was in love... the love that scattered my life and left me into pieces. To the extent, that I lost interest in everything. Wandering on the streets at any point in the afternoon was a very comfortable way of solace.